Dear Veronica,
I miss you already. It seems like it was only a couple hours ago that I was laughing with you, which, I suppose, it was. I can't believe I won't see you again until Christmas. I miss you. But you'll handle it. You always do.
Summer break this year was wonderful, but I always wish I could spend more time at home. It sucks that the Garrison is so far away from Cuba- I love Varadero Beach, and the pizza shack, and the garlic knots.
It sucks, but at least I'll see you all for Christmas. Make sure Mama gets the help she needs.
I love you, Veronica. I'll see you soon, I promise.
Love,
Lance